But the ring was exactly the same as the one on the pattern, so she stayed, at least to mix it up.

Mu Cangyun responded, but he shifted his gaze to other directions, Feng Qingge could say that the jade decision was created by the Xuanjing outside the sky, but Luo Ran didn't know it at all. And this Qiankun Ring does not recognize the Lord at all, if it is determined that it is the master, it will definitely be the same as just now, releasing a faint light.

Down, what are you hiding?

"Anyway, get me back the wind song. Mu Cangyun said, he vaguely felt that he had missed something, and he had some heart palpitations. Why did Yu Jue lose its proper color after Feng Qingge left? Mu Cangyun didn't even dare to imagine that he must find Feng Qingge.

The fiery red figure insisted on flying. Following behind Cai Junhao, the blood in his chest trickled down and fell on the leaves of the branches. Her bloodless lips opened slightly, and the firewings behind her vanished in vain, like a kite with a broken string, and the wind song fell downward.

"Wind Light Song?" Cai Junhao felt that something was wrong, and when he looked back, where was the figure of Wind Light Song. His face sank, and he hurriedly jumped into the forest.

Are you going to die again?

The cold river washed her blood-red body, drifting down the river, even Feng Qingge didn't know where it would float to, her heavy eyelids couldn't hold on any longer, and she slowly closed her eyes. Only this time, there were no comrades-in-arms, no Hongzhe, and only the heart-piercing pain.

"Fatty, come here before you die. The familiar voice echoed in her mind, and Feng Qingge slowly opened her eyes, but everything that came into her eyes made her face change greatly. The high-rise building is in front of you, the car downstairs is constantly honking its horn, the familiar national flag, and everything familiar are vivid.

And she was sitting on a spider plant rattan chair decorated with flowers at the moment, and the coffee table in front of her was still steaming coffee, all of which were so familiar, how could she forget?

How could it be, how could she be here?

"Your world, I really can't figure it out. The air here is not good, the environment is not good, and there are a lot of messy things that I can't understand. I'm just making a three-dimensional space based on your bursting memories, and you can come in at any time. The white figure sat at the desk, holding a pen in his hand, writing something on the paper a little funny, just like when Feng Qingge was holding a brush and writing.

Isn't it true? Feng Qingge was slightly stunned, looking at the burning stick uncle sitting on the side, her hanging heart also relaxed, and asked suspiciously: "Uncle, are your injuries healed?"

"Thanks to you, Yu Jue pulled you back when your soul was about to leave your body, and even released the power to repair your soul, and I was also taken care of and recovered a lot. The burning stick nodded, clapping his hands and opening the door beside him.

Almost at that moment, the little chubby dun with the cake in his mouth fell into Feng Qingge's arms like lightning, and the fluffy hair rubbed against Feng Qingge's body, making a childish childish voice, "Gege, Gege, I'm so afraid you won't wake up, woo woo woo ......"

"Why are you so sad, your brother and I can't beat Xiaoqiang, it's no problem to have a small injury. But will you speak?" Feng Qingge was slightly stunned, and immediately asked while holding up the little chubby dun.

The green bugs on the little chubby dun squeezed out, and those eyes looked at Feng Qingge, giggled, and said: "Gege, I can barely speak under the care of Yu Jue, but I am not very familiar with it, and I can't be like Xueqiu, and I can still say a few words awkwardly, so it's better to pass on the sound." ”

"Good, good, but ...... Why am I in my illusion?" Feng Qingge rubbed these two little things, but he was trapped by the illusion of the three-eyed phantom butterfly and almost lost his soul, but he didn't expect this little thing to be able to make such a vision. As long as she misses that world, she can come here to see and feel it.

The burning stick took the pen in his hand and said helplessly: "It's not because you lost consciousness. There is a fall, and we don't dare to help you easily. There are too many eyeliners on the outside, so we can only protect your body from too much damage. The Blood Guard didn't hurt you much, and we're repairing your internal organs as quickly as possible. It's just, the last blow, do you know what Luo Ran is using?"

"What is it?" the corpse curse didn't work against her, but the final sword nearly killed her. Feng Qingge was a little jealous, but still didn't dare to say anything.

Standing up slowly, the burning stick whispered, "That sword is called the Heart Sword." Use your own mind as a sword to shoot through the hearts of others, and be able to control the life and death of others at will. It's a good thing we moved quickly and moved your heart a little, otherwise you would have been a corpse by now. Even so, the wounds left by the Heart Sword should not be underestimated. Even if it's good, it will leave a scar that can't be washed off. ”

"Even if you cut that piece of meat, can't you?" subconsciously pressed his chest, Feng Qingge could even feel the pain in his heart, it was the wound left by Luo Ran, the scar that Mu Cangyun didn't trust her.

nodded, shook his head and said, "Yes, there is no way, but you dare to cut the flesh on your chest, I really want to be a man." Bai Feng glanced at the light song, and smiled helplessly.

Laughing softly, Feng Qingge shook his head and said, "It's okay, but it's just a joke with you, don't take it seriously." What about men and women, I spent too much time on the relationship between my children, but I didn't find much of my Xuanji knife. As long as I have all the Xuanji Knife, I will have absolute strength and arrogance. After all, it's better to use weapons that understand yourself. ”

"What do you mean, I don't understand you?" The burning stick raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Qingge, every time Feng Qingge held his hand, although the action was handsome and elegant, but there was always a trace of charm missing, this is indeed related to weapons, and the weapons that are handy and familiar have their own sense of belonging.

However, before the Xuanji knives are ready, Feng Qingge can't keep using those kitchen knives, right?

Coughing lightly, the burning stick continued: "You have already left the cloud country, in the next time, learn the Bafang stick method well, I will help you keep the Xuanji knife, you can't use them to cook and kill!" Reaching out and knocking on Feng Qingge's head, the burning stick held the handles of the knives, but said a little domineeringly.

This novel comes from reading books